Bakugo With Glasses นิยาย & เรื่องราว

A tall figure stood in the glade. He stood, blocking the exit, fully illuminated by the magic light from Abednego's calabash and the shadowed rays of moonlight. The first thing Abednego noticed was the burlap sack that covered his face. The sack was almost entirely covered in deep red stains and stitching. Two holes were roughly cut out, and within them, he could see his eyes staring out at him. They resembled human eyes except for one thing… His iris’s were red, bright and vibrant red. The orbs appeared calm and focused, but more than that, they looked… unquenchable hungry, as if they had been starved for an eternity. In his hand, there it was, dripping blood, the head, yes the head. He rec

I screamed as he pounced, pinning me to the ground with a snarl. "Sage, stop! Please, what is happening to you?" I begged, struggling against his grip. But he was beyond reason, his wolf instincts taking over. His claws dug deeper into my wrist, and I screamed in agony. "Sage, please! You're hurting me!" I cried, tears streaming down my face as my vision began to blur. But he just growled, his eyes wild and unrecognisable. His wolf eyes burned with pure intensity, one that sent shivers running down my spine.

“Only for reading. Don’t tell anyone – only my Beta and Gamma know.” “They suit you.” It was the truth: they were simple, with a browline frame in a rich brown that complemented his tanned skin. Then I realised something. “I’ve never known a werewolf that has to wear glasses.” He smirked. “I’ve never met a werewolf that can’t shift.” I rolled my eyes. “Touché.” His smirk became a grin. “I got punched. In the eye. It’s blurred my vision – if I were a human, I’d be blind on that side. That pupil is fixed open, too.”

“She might not have the body that you do, but she’s not a slut. She still has track of her body count, unlike you.” “Please leave.” “What the fuck!” I snapped. “You know what? If you don’t want me, I’d get her to leave you,” I sneered. “Look there.” I glanced towards the door. “You see it, huh?” I said, letting a sly grin spread across my face. “Yes, I got all this on recording, and these glasses aren’t ordinary,” I whispered, removing the glasses. “See, it has a camera. It’s a meta glass, sweetheart .”

he handed me a small ear board, and this glasses, would help us see everything that is going on. “Shit,” I laughed, putting on the fancy tech glasses. “You have things like this?” “Achilles allows me have full reign to your bank accounts. Trust me, you all are rich. Too rich if you asked me.” I never cared about how much we had. “Okay, I think I am ready,” I said, standing in front of the mirror. My hair is wild and the scars on my face are very vii. I tried to grin, but it looked more like I was taking a shit. “How do I look?”

Bento joked. "You’re such an idiot, Bento," replied a guy with slicked-back jet-black hair, gray eyes, stubble, and glasses. Despite the glasses, he had a fierce and intimidating vibe, and he was also well-built. I’m left wondering who he and the other two are, as I’ve never seen them before. "It's clear he's Riccardo's kid," he muttered.

Izer pressed a kiss on the side of my head and straightened up. “ Kids? ” My eyes narrowed. “ You forgot? ” He chuckled. “ Of course, I didn’t. ” I rolled my eyes. Izer wore his sunglasses as we entered the elevator. He pressed the button for the basement and stepped closer to me. I glanced at his glasses before sighing to myself. “ why are you wearing glasses? It’s nighttime. ” “ Unlike others, I can’t control when my eyes change color. And I don’t like wearing lenses. ” Izer explained calmly.

Grey couldn't stop his racing heartbeat. Then, as Keyara felt her hair was perfectly tied, she turned around while holding the two ice creams. She was about to give one to Grey but was surprised. Because Grey reached out his hand toward Keyara's glasses. He took off the transparent-framed glasses and folded them in his hand. Keyara felt her entire vision blur. Her eyes were indeed -4 diopters, and that was enough to turn her surroundings into blurry lines and boxes, with fog obscuring the clarity of every object, including Grey's face.

There's someone staring at me. And that someone is a hot eye candy. He's wearing a silver suit and a white shirt. His long black hair has brown highlights and it is pulled away from his face in a neat man bun. His beard is neatly trimmed and he's wearing a black eye patch over his left eye. His suit does nothing to hide how fit his body is. Everything about him is attractive. But, his visible azure eye is different. It draws me in and keeps me enchanted. I gulp, suddenly feeling thirsty.